The Compulsion didn’t work unless he concentrated on it. But this time, he had done it in his sleep. And to his own mother. He didn’t know what to...think about that. Michael Connors was a high school senior: dark-haired, blue-eyed and in good physical condition. He was tall at six-foot-three, and muscular. He was pretty much normal in every way, except for one. Mike could control minds. He called it the Compulsion. It had started about a year ago. He didn’t know why or how he could do it. The. Naheed was a sexy girl, she was tall about 5.7’ and was well shaped. I am not good at sizes but I think she was about 36-26-38. She was 2 years elder to me. As she was my cousin, I was very frank with her and we use to enjoy very intimate relation. She was from a rich family, with her parents and two younger brothers. She also had a younger sister who was also being molested by me but I will write about her in some other story.Coming back to the story. Naheed was very attractive and sexy but. "I like hot older women. Besides you look like you can uh dance," He said smiling suggestively.I thought about it really hard for about half a second, then I stood and followed him onto the postage stamp sized dance floor. There were about half a dozen other white women in the place, and they were all on the dance floor. That in and of itself made dancing close a requirement.He held me tight against him while we moved more or less in time with the music. I began to feel things and to notice my. By then Traci was slowly stripping off her clothes, giving me a little more skin to my shots. By the time she got down to bra, g-string and shoes, I took a range of shots and then we shifted gears. I had her remove the bra and panties and put on a little white frilly apron that was held on with two straps over her shoulder and a tie around her waist. It was the kind of get-up that made readers want to reach out and move that little bit of cloth to see what was behind it.Traci picked up a big.
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